Xueba school grass is cut from white to black

Chapter 193 He Loves Death, Let Him Die
When the music started, Yang Ran stood in the front row, his movements and smiles were very elegant, and his movements were more in place than before, obviously he had practiced more in private.

After the four shots passed, Yang Ran stepped back according to the established route, and changed positions with Fang Xiujing.

Fang Xiujing was not in good condition, she couldn't keep up with the dance, and she didn't change her steps half-beat, and bumped into Yang Ran, and the two fell to the ground together.

A group of people suddenly exclaimed, Yang Ran let out an oops, looked at Fang Xiujing angrily, and completely suppressed the smile on his face:

"Senior, what's the matter with you, you are still in the same state when you are about to perform."

Fang Xiujing lowered her head, her voice was very low:

"sorry."

She sat on the ground and couldn't help crying softly covering her face.Yang Ran was taken aback, then frowned:

"...Sister, I didn't do anything, so there's no need to cry, right?"

"do not talk."

Teacher Li stood at the outermost edge and interrupted lightly:

"If Xiujing is not in good spirits, stop dancing, go back and rest, and let Zhuyue accompany you to practice more at night."

Fang Xiujing bowed her head in response, propped herself up with her hands and stood up, she was exhausted for a while, and almost fell down again.

There was an exclamation from around, Teacher Li frowned: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"I'll take her back."

He Zhuyue stood aside and couldn't help saying:
"Xiujing hasn't had much appetite these days, and she doesn't eat much. The doctor said she should pay attention to her low blood pressure. Right now, I'm going to accompany her to get a glucose test."

Teacher Li glanced at her indifferently: "Who will command the team when you leave?"

He Zhuyue froze for a moment, lowered her head and said nothing.

Teacher Li looked around and stopped at Jun Zhimiao: "Well, let Jun Zhimiao go with her to get some glucose. Do you know where the school hospital is?"

Jun Zhimiao was taken aback for a moment, then nodded: "I know."

"Then you go, I see that you are almost done practicing."

After Mr. Li finished speaking, he walked to the music player, stopped the music and started again.The other members stood back to their original positions and continued practicing along with the music.

Jun Zhimiao helped Fang Xiujing up, and said softly:

"Sister, let's go."

The two slowly went downstairs and walked in the direction of the school hospital.

Fang Xiujing was silent all the way, Jun Zhimiao didn't mind, and occasionally said a few words to pay attention to her feet.

After arriving at the school hospital, Jun Zhimiao knocked on the door of the infirmary and asked the teacher:
"Teacher, my friend has low blood sugar and needs a bottle of glucose."

The school doctor came over, looked at Xiujing's pale face below, and pointed to the seat next to her:
"Okay, sit down."

The teacher went into the back room to find the medicine, and Jun Zhimiao Fu Fang Xiujing sat down and pointed to the vending machine in the corridor:

"Is senior sister thirsty? Do you want me to buy water for you?"

Fang Xiujing finally raised her head, looked at her with a confused face, her voice was hoarse:
"...not thirsty."

Jun Zhimiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't you thirsty? Your voice is so hoarse, sit here for a while, and I'll buy you a drink."

She immediately got up and walked out, and picked out a glass of orange juice after scanning the QR code on her phone.

When they came back, the teacher had already hung up the glucose bottle and told them:

"About half an hour, just call me if you need anything."

The two nodded, and when the school doctor left, Jun Zhimiao handed Fang Xiujing the orange juice.

Fang Xiujing shook her head: "I don't want to drink."

Jun Zhimiao didn't stop, and smiled at her: "Drink some, your spirit is not good."

Fang Xiujing still shook her head, the girl put the orange juice in front of her, and said softly:
"Senior Xiujing, everyone is very worried about you. With so many people who care about you, are you willing to let everyone accompany you when you are sad?"

"You see, although it's a critical period, as soon as something happens to you, senior sister Zhuyue wants to put down the dance training and come with you."

Fang Xiujing froze, her eyes slowly turned red.

"...I didn't mean to worry people, but I was miserable and I didn't know what hope there was in life."

See Jun Zhimiao's gentle expression, with a friendly smile on the corner of his lips.Fang Xiujing relaxed and shed tears even more.

"I've had enough of this kind of life, but he doesn't let me go, just break up. But every time he begs me, blocks my class, blocks the door of my dormitory, and takes many people's mobile phones to call me Call, beg me madly."

"I once made up my mind that no matter what he said, I would not be moved. In the end, he cut his wrist and threatened me. He said that no one likes him, so he might as well die."

Fang Xiujing sniffed, and continued: "He said that he has already written his last words. As long as he dies, everyone will see the last words and know that I am the last hope to kill him."

The more Fang Xiujing talked, the more she broke down, raising her hands to wipe her tears.Jun Zhimiao pressed the side with the needle on it again:

"Sister, the infusion is still in progress."

Fang Xiujing broke down even more, and grabbed her arm, like a drowning man grabbing driftwood:
"Sister, what should I do?! There is no hope in such a life, I don't know what to do..."

"Let him die."

Fang Xiujing was taken aback for a moment, and stared blankly at Jun Zhimiao with teary eyes:
"...Sister, what did you say?"

Jun Zhimiao's amber eyes are slightly curved, like an innocent girl ignorant of the world, her voice is as gentle as a spring breeze:
"He loves death, so let him die. This is not something we can stop. Life and death are our own choices. We are all adults, and we should be responsible for ourselves. Senior sister, are you right?"

Fang Xiujing's mind went blank, and after muttering for a long time, she remembered what she wanted to say:
"...Then what if his last words are made public?"

"In a society ruled by law, you don't just write a will and you will be infamous. Everyone has eyes and brains, and they will not believe one-sided words."

Jun Zhimiao pulled her hair behind her ears, giving off a sense of elegance and nobility.

"He won't really die. He loves himself far more than he loves you."

When she said this, she winked at Fang Xiujing and said, "If you don't believe me, let's make a bet."

As soon as He Zhuyue finished training, she went downstairs.

As soon as Fang Xiujing left, He Zhuyue became very worried, because it was difficult for Teacher Li to be too obvious, so she had to wait until the training was over before going to her.

He Zhuyue called Fang Xiujing several times but no one answered, and Jia Junzhimiao didn't reply.He Zhuyue was so annoyed that she calculated the time and thought that Fang Xiujing should have returned to the dormitory.

She walked towards the dormitory with her mobile phone in her hand, and within a few steps, she saw Xu Zhiyuan flirting with another girl in a remote corner of the dormitory building.

It had only been a few days since they broke up, Fang Xiujing was so emaciated, but Xu Zhiyuan fell in love with other people at the speed of light.

Just as He Zhuyue wanted to pretend she didn't see it, she thought of her friend's desperate expression of hugging her knees and crying at night, and pinched her fingers into the palm of her hand.

Xu Zhiyuan was still talking and laughing with his new school girl when he heard a sarcastic female voice:

"Xu Zhiyuan, did you have a good chat?"

The two who were flirting were taken aback for a moment, then turned around.Seeing that it was He Zhuyue, Xu Zhiyuan frowned in disgust:
"I broke up with Fang Xiujing, you come here to pretend to be an envoy of justice, is that interesting?"

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